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Post by sanne on Aug 3, 2008 22:55:17 GMT -10
Good to see you back, Chris, even if it's only a short message. We miss you as well, but I'm glad we'll see at least something of you every day in the form of wp's going with Lucy's new story. Sandra
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Post by lucymalta on Aug 4, 2008 3:31:49 GMT -10
Ok.. So, you've had a couple of hints.... and yes I did promise a while back... Of course it's a JK story.... Fab wallpapers as always by Chris... and No... I'm not going to put warnings out - you all know how fab her wallpapers are.... Enjoy... Lucy & Chris Thursday's child Chapter 1 Part 1 John Kelly opened his eyes and sighed as he saw the time… Working late nights providing security escort to wealthy widows and wives of the rich and famous certainly paid his rent, but he couldn’t remember the last time he’d woken up at a decent hour of the morning. Getting out of bed and dressing quickly in a tracksuit, he picked up his tux from where it was hanging on the door of the wardrobe and inspected it carefully. Last nights party had become very loud and boisterous, and champagne had been flowing freely. The 21st birthday party of a wealthy businessman’s youngest daughter had begun quietly and John, his partner and three of their employees had no trouble keeping uninvited guests out. Mike had left at midnight – he usually ran the office in the mornings, John usually arriving to cover the afternoons. Their security company was well respected and used frequently by the high society of Manhattan. John and Mike also had several investigations running – mainly missing persons or the more common requests to find out if someone’s partner was having an affair or not. It was an aspect of their work which John disliked, but he couldn’t be too picky. After Janice had left for California there was only one wage to pay the bills. Walking into the bathroom he thought back to the last time he had heard from her – over 18 months ago. The letter had been short, but he had sensed that from what was said that she was happy, a new job and a new town was helping her to forget the time she had spent in prison. She had only served two years, but her character had changed a great deal – so much so that she was almost a stranger to him. She had asked for a little more time before they had met again, wanting to settle into her new job before he joined her and said she would be in touch. John had returned her letter, but heard nothing; finally he had called the phone number she had given him to be told that she had moved out of the apartment six months before. That had been last March, it was now October and he had still heard nothing. Gazing into the bathroom mirror, he told himself off. He had to accept that Janice no longer wished to be part of his life and had gone West to start afresh. A quick shave and he was ready for his morning run – which was slowly turning into a lunchtime one. Grabbing his tux, he left the apartment and dropped it off at the cleaners before heading to Central Park. He and Janice had moved into their place just off East 91 Street shortly after her release after residents at her old place had started giving her trouble. John had kept the apartment because it was only a block away from the park where he ran every day. Crossing the road near the Convent of the Sacred Heart school, he grinned to see the girls milling around outside. Though he’d passed his mid 30’s, he still liked to keep himself fit, and occasionally some of the older girls would pass some kind of comment that would cheer him up if he was feeling down. Today was no exception. “Late today Mr Kelly… We thought you weren’t going to show… Seeing you at least helps us get through a boring History lesson.” John grinned at the young woman talking; Kara Richards was the eldest daughter of one of his best clients and a well balanced individual, though John knew she had had a tough time coping with her parents divorce the year before. “I thought it was your lesson on English Classics that was boring.” Kara chuckled, “Not anymore, we have a new teacher…. She’s really good… Suddenly I find myself liking Shakespeare.” John laughed, hearing the bell signalling the end of morning break, he bade Kara and her friends goodbye, with a bit of luck he would finish his run and be in the office by noon.
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Post by margaret1234 on Aug 4, 2008 3:56:46 GMT -10
Well of course we all knew it was going to be JK who else. Great introduction chaper Lucy......so Janice and JK no longer an item or, so it seems.......and this therefore makes room for Frances who I guess is the new teacher.
@ Chris..........glad that all is well with you even though you are busy.......love the wp.
Margaret
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Post by lucymalta on Aug 4, 2008 4:03:55 GMT -10
Oh Margaret... What on earth makes you thinkFrances is the new teacher... and why would I make room for her...?
Lucy
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Post by margaret1234 on Aug 4, 2008 4:44:09 GMT -10
I have no darned idea at the moment......but, I have to kick off somewhere don't I Lucy. ;D Okay, pure guessing at the moment..........Father Scanlon is Catholic.....he was obviously connected to looking out for her.......there is a new teacher at a Catholic school.....is that coincidence or what............and it may be a long way along the road........but, JK is going to come into her life......albeit in a protection role at first......but, then who knows what might happen. Margaret
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Post by pinkyster on Aug 4, 2008 4:55:17 GMT -10
Great start. I knew it was a JK story. Great wallpaper as well. I just love seeing that face. Looking forward to seeing how this story plays out.
Jen
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Post by sanne on Aug 4, 2008 7:16:39 GMT -10
So a JK indeed....well was to be expected.....and a great start. Sandra
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Post by Dragon on Aug 4, 2008 8:24:23 GMT -10
wowee i think i'm gona read this one....great start
Donna
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Post by gonsy on Aug 4, 2008 10:07:23 GMT -10
Great Lucy and Chris! I love the beginning and the reference to Janice to connect with the story we know from NYPDB and also for the wallpaper. And John keeping in shape.. ;D I love this. Gonsy
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Post by lucymalta on Aug 4, 2008 10:18:41 GMT -10
So Margaret... Speculating already.. I knew you wouldn't let me down... Be careful girls... This story is not all that it seems... Lucy
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Post by margaret1234 on Aug 4, 2008 10:30:52 GMT -10
Sorry Lucy........I think I have the devil in me sometimes...........would you like me to say nowt and just post my name so you can see if I have read. Mind you I think this might be impossible. ;D ;D ;D Margaret
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Post by lucymalta on Aug 4, 2008 11:07:37 GMT -10
Wouldn't dream of it Margaret..... No need to say sorry.. Let's see how close you can all get to sorting out my story THIS time...
Lucy
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Post by tanyadell on Aug 4, 2008 13:40:47 GMT -10
.......wow........dang I smell a best seller!......awesome start Lucy....just fantastic as always and I must agree with Margaret....makes since Frances would be the new teacher..... I love the speculating it's so much fun to see how close we do or don't get to whats really gonna be! and a deep-bow to the artistic abilies of Chris....once again you capture her words so perfectly with the pictures you use! tanyadell
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Post by NV Oracle on Aug 4, 2008 16:23:00 GMT -10
Terrific start, there, Lucy, and, Chris, it's good to have you back, even if it is just for doing the fabulous wp's for her story. LOL.
Can't wait to see what you do with it Lucy. I'm sorry, but, for right now, I'm going to just wait and see. You really have a terrific start, but I'm not going to guess right away. That really would be kind of obvious if Francis was the new teacher at school, but we'll see.
Your friend NV Oracle
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Post by lucymalta on Aug 5, 2008 3:21:42 GMT -10
Ok... So Margaret thinks JK and Frances are destined to meet.... Well of course they are.... wouldn't include her in the story otherwise would I..... Enjoy... Lucy & Chris Chapter 1 Part 2 Crossing the road, he decided to take his favourite route – around the Jackie Kennedy-Onassis reservoir… The man made lake at least made him feel like he was out of the city for a short time, though some parts of the path ran close to the road. Stopping for a breather halfway round, he smiled to himself. It was a glorious day, not that hot, but the sun was shining and a soft breeze in his face was keeping him fairly cool. Glancing at his watch, he cut short his break and pushed on. Nearing the end of his run, he was distracted by a couple of youths playing basketball, who called him to join them. “Sorry boys… Got to get to work… Maybe later ok?” Turning to face forwards, he found himself colliding with another person, almost knocking them to the ground. “Jeez… I’m sorry, that’ll teach me to look where I’m going… You ok?” The woman smiled at him, “I think so… No harm done at least – except maybe to my sketch book.” Kneeling down, she began to collect the pages together. “Here let me help you… Miss…” “Mitchell, Frances Mitchell. Don’t worry, nothing’s been damaged.” Straightening up, she put the sketch book back together and placed it inside a large case, but not before John had time to see the copies of several novels. “You’re new in town…” “Is it that obvious?” A twinkle in her eye made John smile back, “Well I have to admit not seeing you in the park before… and I run here everyday.” Frances nodded, “I arrived a few weeks ago, started a new job, thought I’d spend some of my morning break enjoying the sunshine. You’re very observant…” She raised an eyebrow, making John realise he had forgotten to introduce himself. “John Kelly. I run a security company with a friend. The late hours mean I tend to run at different times to everyone else.” Walking slowly back towards the gate, John was intrigued by the woman’s accent. “So… Where you from?” Frances hesitated before answering, “Originally, Scotland, but then I moved to the South. I arrived here after being accepted for a job at the school over there…” She pointed at the Sacred Heart. “English classics teacher… Right?’ Frances was startled, “Yes how did you guess?” John grinned, “I spotted the Shakespeare and Jane Austen in your bag and one of my client’s daughters told me she had a new teacher.” Frances became quiet, “I see, well Mr Kelly, nice meeting you.” She shook his hand and quickly left him standing by the side of the road. John was confused by her abrupt departure, ‘What did I do?’ he thought to himself, then shrugged his shoulders and continued running back to his apartment.
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